ineffable relationship

In the clean and comfortable VIP ward, there is a bouquet of perfume lilies in full bloom in a glass vase on the balcony. The crystal water drops roll down on the petals, and the fragrance of lilies fills the whole room.

Zhan Raozhi leaned against the head of the bed, typing on the keyboard with both hands.Although the left hand was still pierced with a needle, it didn't affect the hand speed at all.

In the past, Zhan Raozhi often had a needle stuck in his hand while doing his work. Over time, even with a needle stuck in the back of his hand, his typing speed would not be affected.

"Mr. Zhan, you have worked for one hour, three minutes and 27 seconds, and you need to rest now."

Dr. Zhang looked at the quartz watch on his wrist, and mechanically said to President Xingyao.

"Ah."

Zhan Rao closed the notebook obediently.

Seeing this, the secretary at the side hurried forward to take the notebook, and carefully placed it on the table.

"What did the attending doctor say?"

Zhan Raozhi looked up at Doctor Zhang and asked.

"Fever is due to inflammation of the tonsils, belonging to..."

"Don't give me any jargon."

Zhan Raozhi was a little impatient, and interrupted Dr. Zhang, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Five days at the fastest."

Doctor Zhang said, and then added with a paralyzed face, "Mr. Zhan, remember to ensure sleep during the hospitalization, sleep and eat on time every day, and intercourse is forbidden."

"Cough cough!"

When Zhan Raozhi heard it, he couldn't help coughing twice.

The secretary quickly picked up the water glass on the table and waited for the president to drink a few mouthfuls of warm water.

"Okay, stop drinking."

Zhan Raozhi pushed the water back, looked at the secretary and continued, "Call Xi Yin and ask her if she got home safely."

"Okay, Mr. Zhan."

The secretary said, and went to the corner to make a phone call.

A few hours ago, Zhan Raozhi passed out in the corridor, and when he woke up again, he found himself lying on the hospital bed.All the family members in the ward surrounded Xi Yin, asking for his signature, including two nurses.

It was the first time Xi Yin encountered such a situation, and he didn't know how to deal with it, so he had to smile and sign for others one by one.

After completing the formalities, the secretary went back to the ward to take a look. He was also taken aback, and quickly helped Zhan Raozhi to leave the general ward.

Following Zhan Raozhi's instructions, he called Mia.Briefly talk about the situation here, and ask Mia to come and pick him up quickly.

After the secretary made the phone call, she walked to Zhan Raozhi's side, "Mr. Zhan, Miss Xi arrived home half an hour ago."

"Ah."

Zhan Raozhi nodded slightly, then suddenly thought of something, "Call me Mia, I have something to say to her."

"Mr. Zhan, you need to rest and sleep."

Doctor Zhang has been standing quietly beside Zhan Raozhi's hospital bed, reminding him.

"I'll make a call in five minutes."

Zhan Raozhi took the phone from the secretary and said to Dr. Zhang.

Doctor Zhang sighed helplessly, then retreated to a corner aside.

"Mia."

Zha Raozhi spoke to the other end of the phone.

"..."

"Well, it's all right, I don't have a fever anymore."

"..."

"Someone should have taken pictures of Xi Yin today and tried to destroy them all. I don't want to see any news about Xi Yin tomorrow."

"..."

"Have you found the horse farm I asked you to find?"

"..."

"Well, good. According to Xi Yin's schedule, arrange the time to practice horse riding reasonably. You are very good at riding horses. You can teach her."

"..."

"If there is any situation, please report to me at any time."

Zhan Raozhi finished the last sentence, hung up the phone, and handed the phone back to the secretary standing beside him, "I'll sleep for a while, let Dr. Zhang go back first, you just stay."

"Okay, Mr. Zhan."

The secretary said, walking towards Dr. Zhang beside him.

In the mansion, Xi Yin sat alone on the sofa and searched the encyclopedia, and entered Chinese characters in the search bar: What kind of soup should a patient with a high fever drink?

One click to open the webpage, and N pieces of suggestion information will pop up.Xi Yin carefully read the suggestions on the first three pages, and finally decided to make a "Shrimp and Winter Melon Soup". Xi Yin opened the refrigerator and looked. Fortunately, there were all the ingredients needed, so she didn't have to go out alone.

To be honest, it was the first time Xi Yin encountered such a thing when he was suddenly surrounded by people in the hospital just now.

When I was a model in the past, I used to be famous, but at that time, my agent followed me everywhere like watching a prisoner, so naturally I would not encounter such an unexpected situation today.

Besides, his fame was only a flash in the pan, and he was soon replaced by new faces.

There are too many examples like this in the circle. The alternation of new people and old people is like this tide. The old people recede, and new people come in like a rising tide.

In the kitchen, Xi Yin was wearing an apron.While cutting the winter melon, he was thinking about things, thinking about how he and Zhan Raozhi could continue to get along.

"hiss!"

Sure enough, you have to look at the knife when cutting vegetables, no matter how proficient you are with the knife, you can't take it lightly.

Xi Yin gritted her teeth, watching the eye-catching drop of blood ooze out of the fingertip in an instant.

Turning around and walking out of the kitchen, he dug out the Band-Aid in the medicine cabinet in the living room.

After putting on the Band-Aid, Xi Yin returned to the kitchen again.

This time I didn't get distracted, and prepared all the ingredients in one go.After the water boils, pour all the prepared ingredients into the pot.When the water boils again, reduce the heat to minimum.Xi Yin returned to the living room, set the alarm clock, and planned to sleep on the sofa for a while.

Xi Yin didn't know how long the soup would last, but she thought that Zhan Raozhi's throat was already inflamed.Eating something that is too hard must be uncomfortable, so Xi Yin decided to stay for an hour according to the actual situation.

An hour later, the alarm clock rang in due time.

Xi Yin yawned, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

The aroma of thick soup came out of the kitchen, and the faint umami smell of shrimp rushed to my face.The seasoning of winter melon is mixed, so the fishy smell of shrimp will not be too heavy.

Xi Yin picked up the spoon and stirred the soup lightly. The shrimps had been boiled, and the wax gourd had all melted into the soup.

Use a spoon to scoop the soup and shrimp meat into the thermos cup one by one. After filling the thermos cup, Xi Yin looked around for the lid of the thermos cup.

I found a bowl of ginger soup sitting quietly next to the lid, which I boiled this morning.I've been busy making soup before, and I didn't notice it.

With a sound of "dong", the spoon in his hand fell to the ground instantly, and Xi Yin's expression dimmed instantly.

Xi Yin came back to her senses and knelt down to pick up the pieces of spoon on the ground.Sure enough, Zhan Raozhi came all the way to see him because of his sexual interest, and the master's charity for playthings was not the so-called true feelings.

Not knowing how to describe the feeling in my heart, Xi Yin experienced the so-called mixed flavors for the first time.

After tidying up the kitchen, I looked at the steaming shrimp and winter melon soup.Xi Yin finally put the lid back on, and went out the door with the thermos cup.

After dinner, Zhan Raozhi suddenly developed a high fever again.The doctor said that this is normal, and the fever may recur several times.

As a result, the secretary dared not leave the president's side even an inch.

After Zhan Raozhi had a fever, he broke out in sweat.Zhan Raozhi asked the secretary to bring another set of pajamas, ready to take a shower.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

The secretary looked at the president and said, "Isn't Dr. Zhang missing something?"

"Go open the door."

Zhan Raozhi looked at the door, then turned to look at the secretary beside him.

"Okay, Mr. Zhan."

The secretary said and walked towards the door.

The moment the secretary opened the door, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Miss Xi, it's you, I thought it was Dr. Zhang."

Xi Yin was wearing a mask and a hat, and was holding a thermal insulation stick in his hand.

Standing at the door, I couldn't see his expression clearly.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and there were fewer people in the hospital corridor.Xi Yin kept his head down, and was not noticed along the way.

"Is Boss Zhan asleep?"

"No, come in quickly."

Zhan Raozhi leaned on the head of the bed, staring at the door, to be precise, at Xi Yin.

Xi Yin put the thermos cup on the table, then walked up to Zhan Raozhi, "Mr. Zhan, are you feeling better?"

"Well, much better."

Zhan Raozhi said, his voice was obviously hoarse.

Standing aside, the secretary couldn't help complaining inwardly. He had a fever again just now, so it's much better?

"What did you bring me?"

Zhan Raozhi looked at the thermos cup on the table and asked.

"I cooked shrimp and winter melon soup for you."

Xi Yin asked, "Boss Zhan, do you want to drink now?"

"I'm really hungry."

Zhan Raozhi nodded slightly.

The secretary frowned and looked at the president in puzzlement. The president never eats extra meals at night.No matter what mountain delicacies or Michelin star meals, I will never touch them again.

Xi Yin turned around and walked to the table, took out a bowl of soup from the thermos, and brought it to Zhan Raozhi.

The secretary put a pillow on the back of the president. Zhan Raozhi adjusted his sitting posture and leaned on the pillow.

Xi Yin put the bowl on the small table next to the hospital bed, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and gently fanned the soup noodles with her hands.

Zhan Raozhi raised his eyes and glared at the secretary, but said nothing.The secretary has been with the president for many years and immediately understood what the president meant.

"Mr. Zhan, I have to go home and get something."

The secretary looked at the president and said.

"Well, go, come back early."

Zhan Rao resigned sternly.

"Miss Xi, please take care of Mr. Zhan first."

The secretary looked at Xi Yin and said, "I'll come back as soon as I go."

"OK, go ahead."

Xi Yin said.

Xi Yin took a spoon and fed Zhan Raozhi the soup, and Zhan Raozhi opened his mouth to cooperate.

"What happened to your hand?"

Zhan Raozhi suddenly noticed the band-aid on Xi Yin's finger, and frowned.

"fine."

Xi Yin retracted her fingers reflexively, and lowered her head slightly.

Zhan Rao knew that Xi Yin didn't want to say anything, so he couldn't continue to ask.

Spoon after spoon, the bowl of shrimp soup has bottomed out, Zhan Raozhi said to Xi Yin, "Don't eat."

Xi Yin put away the bowl, got up and put it on the table.

"What happened to you today? Did you encounter any unpleasant things?"

Zhan Raozhi looked at Xi Yin and asked with concern.

Xi Yin raised her head slightly, looked at Zhan Raozhi and squeezed out a smile, "Return to Master, no. It's just that I'm a little tired from filming today."

"Then go back and rest."

"No, master. I'd better wait for Secretary Meng to come back before leaving."

"I want you to go back now!"

Zhan Raozhi's tone suddenly became heavier, followed by a violent cough, "Ahem! Ahem!"

"Master, drink some water first."

Xi Yin quickly poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Zhan Raozhi.

Zhan Raozhi took a few sips of warm water, took the tissue from Xi Yin, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said softly, "Go back and rest early. If you're too busy, don't come to see me again."

"Okay, master."

Xi Yin responded, turned and left.

Zhan Raozhi looked at the figure who disappeared at the door, and his heart suddenly became empty.